Towards True Love 2

Disappointed on the First Night

Finished cleaning my body all day wrapped in a wedding dress. Now I can go back to wearing the gamis and khimar that I used to wear. I lay this tired body on a bed decorated with flowers in such a way as the bridal room.

Not looking at my room tonight. I actually fell asleep first leaving Rio, the man who has been my legal husband who is still cleaning his body in the bathroom.

I didn't even prepare anything to take her to bed. I didn't get her a change of clothes or drink water.

I immediately fell asleep because I was tired of asking me to quickly drown in a dream. A moment closed, suddenly a touch of palm that felt so cold stuck in my stomach.

Rio's body felt so close and stuck to my back. I was shocked, and immediately got out of bed.

"What do you want?" I asked in panic. Rio looked confused looking at me who was panicking and directly moved away from him.

"Did I surprise you? I'm sorry, I made you wake up" he said as he approached and was about to reach back to my body that was standing stiff.

"Rio, sorry I'm not ready." For the first time as a wife I rejected my husband's wishes. Right on our first night as husband and wife.

I clasped both of his palms cupped onto my shoulder. I did not see at all his beautiful face that might be putting on a look of disappointment because I refused it.

Rio took a step back from me. Then put both of his palms into the pocket of the long pajamas he was wearing.

My heart was beating so fast waiting for my response to the rejection. If he will scold me, then I will be ready to accept the painful word that will draw me.

"It's okay. I wouldn't force you if you weren't ready. I understand and understand." That soft voice made me dare to slightly raise my face. I saw him take a pillow. Then he stepped onto the sofa and put the pillow there.

"I'm sleeping here, you please continue your sleep. Don't worry, I won't touch you again without your permission. Sleep well, sorry I interrupted your sleep earlier." Finished with that sentence, Rio laid his tall body on the sofa. Even his long legs had to hang because not enough short sofa that accommodates his body.

Long enough I stood looking at my husband's body lying on the couch. I can feel the discomfort that Rio felt. Sleeping on a tight sofa with legs hanging.

I'm actually very aware of my mistake. I had disappointed him even though he did not show that disappointment before me.

I was wrong to reject my husband. Is it not my duty to serve him with all my heart? Why can't I force at least this body if the heart is very unlikely.

Yes Robb .. forgive me.

The next morning, I woke up feeling worried. The first thing I did was check my old mattress last night. Is there anything suspicious that indicates Rio has touched me without permission or not.

Not only that, I rushed to the toilet to check my body condition as well. I meticulously saw the snoring for the sake of my skin that was clean from the mirror reflection. There's no stain whatsoever that I've encountered, it's a sign that I'm still safe.

Only then did I feel a little relieved and be able to continue to cleanse my withered body from sleeping all night.

Finished with my own business, I went out of the room without feeling guilty. I found my mother preparing breakfast at the dinner table. Apparently Rio was already there. He actually helped mama move dishes from the kitchen and arranged neatly on the dining table.

The two greeted me with a smile as I sauntered up to them unaware of my obligation as a wife in the morning, which was to prepare a drink or meal for my husband.

But in reality, Rio became an independent husband who did not expect me to do that duty to him.

The first week after getting married and staying at my mom's house made me unable to learn to be a real wife. I'm still acting like I was before marriage. Just taking care of myself without caring about my status as a wife.

Until my time together runs out and Rio takes me to his house. That's where my real life began.

Before leaving, my mother advised me a lot. How appropriate it is to be a wife and many other things. The point is that my mother reminds me that my status is now no longer single. I was a wife.